The other Uyghur guards all remained silent. By now, they could naturally see clearly that their eldest prince had lost power, and probably faced no good end when he returned. Naturally, they needed to find themselves a way out. At that thought, they all turned their eyes toward A Luo Wu.
A Luo Wu was, after all, a meticulous man. Of course he understood what these men were thinking. Besides, the situation still needed to be stabilized. If these nearly thousand men rioted, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"You were all deceived by Gaimeng. Fortunately, you came to your senses in time and did not follow him into committing a grave mistake. I, A Luo Wu, will plead with the khan on your behalf. I believe the khan will understand," A Luo Wu shouted.
"A Luo Wu, you dog! I will never spare you!" roared Gaimeng, who was tightly bound.
But when he tried to charge over, several guards held him down firmly.
A Luo Wu snorted coldly and ignored Gaimeng. Then he glanced at the Heavenly Demon Sect guards tending to their injuries before looking in the direction Ran Chou and the others had left. By now, they had long since vanished from sight, and he had no idea how things had turned out.
Still, he knew he had to wait a little longer. There would probably be a result soon. Now that he had the situation here under control, he had no worries and could wait with peace of mind.
A quarter of an hour later, A Luo Wu's eyes suddenly lit up as he gazed into the distance. He had spotted five figures rapidly approaching. Who else could those five be but Ran Chou and the four women?
"Commander, young ladies, your divine martial prowess truly is